Joined Sep 11 2010
Growing up in a creative environment was perhaps the best thing that ever happened to me. No one tried to tell me that vampires, ghosts, werewolves, and such weren’t real. My sister and I would go on “hunts” through the forest behind our childhood home searching for evidence of the paranormal. We’d pretend that we both were capable of wielding vast metaphysical powers. That was the norm for us. Mom and dad encouraged it, at times even joining in our games.
Eventually these games took on a life of their own. Stories started flooding my mind and I had to write them. Boy am I ever glad I did.
Some of my tales can be read at: http://rcmurphy.wordpress.com/